Henry squeezed me to himself, and I swallowed my murderous thoughts directed at the commander—for now.
"Should we take him out or leave him behind?" Henry leaned down and murmured in my ear.
I don't think he talked quietly enough for the commander not to hear him.
"No. As long as he behaves, everything is fine." I said, in the same volume.
I can't kill him anyway because he has a wife and children, and it would further make me the same as my counterparts.
Flipping the coin for directions, I watched as the hands covering the woman retreated more and more while we walked in silence, the commander eventually noticing Henry and my collective annoyance, falling back again.
I warned the others by raising a hand when we heard a few noises not far away; everyone started to slow their steps.
It sounded like a fight.
"Fuck!" A voice ahead cursed; it was an awfully familiar voice.
This can't be true.